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Blood and Smoke	By : krazykiwi16 Category: +. to F > Baccano Views: 1408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kelly woke from her deep slumber, sitting up and stretching her limbs to crack the last remnants of sleep that clung to them, she then looks across to Claire who was sleeping peacefully, and the corners of her lips twitched upwards. As always, it was inviting to go back to bed and use Claire's outstretched arm as a pillow but she had to get to work in a few hours and so she reluctantly slithered out of the bed and headed to the shower. A mirror stood in the room and she stole a look of her reflection, not surprised her hair was a mess and that there were bruises and love bites all over her white skin obviously they were attributed by Claire who seems to think her body was something that could be devoured; she scoffs at that idea and enters the shower in hopes of improving her appearance. Letting the hot water cascade over her face she remembers last night's events, her assassin job went wrong slightly as she was caught in a trap and ended up being drugged, but luckily for her Claire showed up and saved the day, splattering the streets of Manhattan with blood. However unluckily for her the drug that was flowing through her system had to be an aphrodisiac which Claire happily took care of as soon as they reached her apartment. Kelly bonked her head on the tiled wall of her shower, cursing herself for not seeing the injection and getting in such a careless situation, she really was getting rusty.

Kelly soon walks out of the bathroom, draped in a small white towel with her long, wet hair dripping down her back. She watches Claire carefully, and observed him breathe steadily, still in a deep slumber and even though they often had sex, and he had seen her naked body many times, she couldn't help but feel shy around him and still felt the need to turn her back on him to get changed. She slipped into clean underwear, and clasped her bra around herself when she hears knocking on her door.

Fuck! Luck had the key to her apartment and Kelly wasn't keen on him walking in on her naked and so in a moment of hasty madness she grabbed whatever clothes she could find, and practically threw it on before rushing to the door and swinging it open to reveal Nice.

Kelly ran a hand through her wet hair, mumbling offensive words under her breath, while Nice was admiring her clothes, or lack of. It was obvious that Kelly was wearing nothing but her underwear and a black top that was a couple of sizes too big for her. The corners of Nice's lips curled up slightly at the thought that Kelly was wearing her husband's clothes so soon, not to mention it was totally unlike Kelly as well.

Kelly blew a heavy sigh, crossing her hands and addressed Nice with a bored expression on her face.

'So, what's that punk got himself into this time?' it had become almost routine now. Yes, Nice had knocked on her door many times now, asking for help. Nice simply huffs and enters the apartment, ignoring Kelly burning gaze as she watches Nice, slamming the door shut anyway. Nice sits on the edge of a maroon armchair with an apprehensive look on her face, Kelly gives another sigh and grabs a box of cigarettes and a lighter from the coffee table and sits on the armchair that is opposite Nice's.

'Ya want anything? Food? Drink?'

'Nah, he's not here is he? Your man that is' looking around her nervously, the red head was definitely a monster and scared the hell out of her, especially as she or Nick often came round, disturbing the couple's time together and for that reason Claire had despised her and the rest of the gang greatly.

Kelly's eyes swept over to her bedroom, the door was ajar a little but as long as they kept their voices down he shouldn't hear anything, I mean he was asleep so it should be fine. Did it matter if he was asleep or not? I doubt it'll concern him in anyway.

'He's sleeping as you young brats should be, so explain why you're invading my apartment?' setting alight her cigarette and taking a deep drag from it.

'I-I. Fuck! I can't believe I'm saying this but ya the only one I can talk to…annoyingly. I mean ya're like all married and shit. Ya're fucking Mrs Stainfield now!' Nice seemed angry, losing her cool and her voice was frantic as if she only had moments to say so much. Kelly didn't say anything, she heard the words Nice was saying but none of it was making any sense but she couldn't help but think that 'Mrs Stainfield' had quite a lovely ring to it; the not sleeping red head had similar thoughts. Yes, he was wide awake and silently listening to the two women.

'Ya know that me and Jacuzzi have been dating for over ten years now?' her cheeks turning pink a bit.

Kelly nodded, blowing smoke out from the corner of her mouth, curious as to where Nice was going with this.

'It's just…fuck. He first kissed me on the Flying PussyFoot' huffing angrily through her teeth, averting her one eye away from Kelly's masked face.

'Figures' Kelly simply scoffed, unimpressed. Nice shot a glare at her before looking away again.

'Nothing else has happened since then...'

'Well, it's all about timing. Ya need the right moment and obviously both of ya need to be ready, it's no good if one is and the other isn't. I mean, this is Jacuzzi we're talking about here, of course he ain't be ready anytime soon' Kelly's words were soft, and soothing but it wasn't enough to reach Nice.

'Easy for ya to say, ya have sex all the time!'

Kelly closed her eyes, resisting the urge to backhand the other 'Be so that it may, we're adults while you're still a brat and I'm not talking about my sex life with ya' halting Nice before she could open her mouth to ask about Kelly's sex life.

'We've killed people just like ya and Claire so aren't we just a younger version of youse?' Nice tried to go in from another angle.

'Yeah but have ya ever tortured anyone? Gone up against an army of people? Ya haven't killed as many people as me or Claire, and ya know nothing of the mafia world I live in'Kelly spoke seriously, like a parent would with her child.

Nice seemed to have given up but then 'I think that maybe Jacuzzi doesn't want to be with me, I mean look at me. I have one eye, all these scars and I'm no lady.'

'Neither am I' Kelly countered.

'Look at you. You're beautiful and elegant, men must throw themselves at ya' Kelly was shocked to see that Nice was on the verge of crying, Nice must have been bottling this problem for so very long and it was overflowing now. Kelly stubbed her cigarette out and stood up, walking behind the armchair and leaning her back on it, her face away from Nice as she lighted up another cigarette.

'Being pretty isn't all that special' Kelly said quietly but Claire heard her voice, and sat up with concern as he instantly sensed his lover was troubled.

'When I was thirteen I was raped….' Nice brought a hand to her lips in shock Fuck…I can't believe…to Kelly…that someone ever…Shit.

'So I really do mean it when I say being pretty isn't all that special, it makes you vulnerable and fragile but of course I'm over it now' whipping round to face Nice, her blue eyes boring deep into her one eye.

'I got stronger; of course I would never have gotten stronger if not for the people in my life, back then and now. Fuck, I'm married for Christ sakes!' she couldn't help but show off the diamond blue ring on her long, slim finger.

'We've gotten off topic but this thing with Jacuzzi; don't worry so much about it. When's he ready he'll do it and there's nothing wrong if ya wanna take the initiative and attack him' smiling mischievously while Nice blushed, wiping her eyes.

'Is that what ya do?'

'No, I'm the one who gets pounced on. Everyday'

'Ya do it every day!' Nice exclaimed and Kelly hushed her to be quiet, her eyes flickering to the door.

'Like I said, I don't feel comfortable talking to ya about what I do with Claire. Oh, but let me tell you one thing; consider yourself lucky and grateful that you got to be with Jacuzzi for over ten years. Me and Claire have been separated for nine.' Nice gasped, hating the idea of ever leaving Jacuzzi's side for years.

'I mean even now I don't see Claire all the time. He has his other job on the trains so he's gone for months and I hardly get to see him' she didn't mention that his other job still meant that he was killing people.

'So…the sex makes up for all the time you missed?'

'No..well…maybe….I don't know…it's hard to explain but we can't go on dates that's for sure. Claire wants to kill anyone and everyone who so much as glances in my direction, and not to mention he's grabby and touchy feely to the point he wants to fuck in some alley' feeling slightly guilty as she had in fact had sex in blood splattered alley once.

Nice was relieved, and felt much better and was glad that she had plucked up the courage to talk to Kelly about such things, it was unlike the both of them and so they could both relate to one another in some way. Kelly saw the endearing look on her face, and this slightly disturbed her and was eager to change this newly formed civil friendship back to their usual bickering.

'I could send Claire over to Jacuzzi so he could teach him a few tricks' Kelly said coolly and Nice immediately retaliated with full force, jumping from her chair.

'I decline your damn offer. Jacuzzi's probably a gentleman in bed I don't want that twisted man corrupting his mind'

'At least Claire won't cry in bed'

'I'm not the one waltzing around in skimpy clothing' Nice countered nonchalantly, walking round Kelly with her nose in the air, heading for the door.

'Skimpy? What the he-Oh' Kelly looked down in confusion, and then clicked her tongue in aggravation; she had put on Claire's top in the rush to cover up.

'This was an accident' drawing out each word slowly, and clearly as she followed Nice to the door.

'At least Claire doesn't have the body of an underdeveloped, puny teenager!'

'Jacuzzi isn't some sadistic, rope loving maniac!' their voices were steadily rising, the temperature rising to boiling point.

'Yeah, so the rope thing happened once or twice but it is enjoyable. Ya should try it, if you ever end up in bed with Jacuzzi that is' smiling down at Nice, feeling much more comfortable with this bantering than the serious talk they had. Nice was about to say something insulting back when both women froze at the sudden chill that swept across the room, a murky shadow stood in the living room, a twinkling red eye burning at them.

Kelly automatically opened the door for Nice who was glad she was able to leave.

'Well…thanks…good luck' and left as quickly as she could.

'Heh….I'm gonna need it' chuckling nervously before taking a deep breath and turning round, closing the door behind her. Claire did a double take when he saw Kelly, his eyes blinking rapidly as he couldn't believe what he was seeing while Kelly wanted to melt into the door. She didn't actually mean to wear Claire's top and she blushed furiously at the thought that Claire had heard all the embarrassing things she bragged off to Nice.

'Kelly?' Claire's voice carried a hint of amusement as he gave a dangerous smile, titling his head to the side.

'M-Morning. Ya just wake now?' she was wary of the way Claire was looking at her, like she was his prey, making her legs feel like jelly.

'Nah, think I woke up when ya came out of the shower' Kelly winced, placing a hand over her face to hide her blush, how she wanted to bolt but she wasn't in decent clothing. This was a fucked up situation.

'Right, of course you did' she whispered as Claire's smile stretched more, and an awkward silence fell upon them which Kelly was thankful for somewhat since Claire didn't mention the fact she was wearing his top. But soon Kelly found the silence daunting and uncomfortable.

'Um, ya want anything to eat? Or drink?' cringing that she was now treating Claire like a guest.

'Coffee would do nicely' Kelly nodded and unstuck herself from the door, walking past Claire to the kitchen area when she realised that he had a very inappropriate view of her behind. She didn't have to turn around to know that Claire's grin had grown into a infuriating holier–than-thou smirk, but as she reached for the kettle she felt him come very close behind her and wrapped his arms around her neck, burying his nose into her hair and she found it somewhat soothing and couldn't help but relish his warmth and scent.

'You're wearing my shirt' murmuring into her hair.

'It was an accident, it wasn't like I wanted to' cursing herself for flushing all over again.

'I like it on you' and with a sigh she leaned back, embracing his touch as his hands wrapped around her waist, and she rested hers on top of his, stroking his skin softly.

'And I got to hear some interesting things' he chuckled softly, Kelly blushed about twelve different shades of pink and turned to face Claire.

'I-I didn't mean any of those things!' ignoring the lines of muscles she could see through his thin white shirt.

'Sure you did' he slurred, lost in her dark ocean blue eyes and he kissed her, pulling her flush against him and he could feel that she was essentially half naked. Kelly's hand slowly moved to hold his face, pulling him deeper into the kiss, pressing her body harder against his, both adults gasping at the heated passion that was running through them, pulsing through their veins, their hearts beating in sync, hammering against their ribcages.

His hands moved to her waist, thumbs rubbing circles there while Kelly broke the kiss and rested her head on his shoulder, breathing deeply then Claire pulled back, staring at her and she noticed there was something dark and sensual in his eyes.

'I think ya should take this off' his voice was seductively low and yummy, with a smirk playing on her mouth she leaned in, barely an inch away from his lips and whisperings words that caused an jolt of spine tingling pleasure to his groin.

'Ya could just take it off me' and with those words Claire crushed their lips together, lifting her off the floor and slamming her onto the kitchen counter, pressing their bodies together, earning a delicious moan from the cook as she could feel his strong body heated against her. He opened his mouth, and their tongues met with fierceness and aggression as he pushed harder against her.

'I have work' but through her breathy moans she didn't seem that concerned about work, and Claire purred in her ear.

'You're mine now' murmuring sexily into her ear, and her panting grew more and he leaned back, watching Kelly with enjoyment and lust and Kelly's heart rate had spiked. For some reason Claire seemed more….sexy was it the fucking drug from yesterday? But she felt fingers caressing her face, moving down her neck and Claire leaned in, his lips pressing into the area just below her ear, causing Kelly too freeze all thoughts and moan. Kelly thought work could fuck off as she focused on remembering to breathe, especially when Claire starting grinding into her, his lips pressed hard against hers and eating up her moans, their tongues were tangling chaotically. He cupped her breasts roughly and squeezed them before he broke away from to remove her underwear, his boxer shorts already pooling at his feet while Kelly was gasping and panting, her lungs burning from that incredibly long kiss. A shudder of pleasure then shot through her body as his member penetrated her, Claire slid into her little by little, hissing as he was suddenly enveloped by her velvety warmness. Her loud mewls of desire tickling his ears and as soon as he was completely inside her he began to thrust, his cock gliding along the walls of her insides as she squeezed around him.

Nice was right on the bat when she said sex made up for the time they had lost but Claire loved being inside Kelly. Yes it felt good and their orgasms pretty much bordered on seismic proportions but they were together joined as one, making him feel whole when they made love, completing him. However the fact he knew Kelly felt the same way as he did was the greatest feeling in the world. Claire looked down fondly at his flushed, panting yet erotic wife when he got a sudden brainwave, and started slowing his pelvic thrusting, oblivious to Kelly of course who was currently occupied with the volcanic eruptions of sensations within her body. She gave a surprised gasp when Claire suddenly pulled out and flipped her on her stomach, bent over the counter with her feet on the kitchen floor; she shot a curious glance over her shoulder. Claire was rubbing his leaking, engorged cock against her entrance, his hand pushing his shirt that she wearing trailing his left hand up and down her spine, dipping the head of his cock slowly in her and withdrawing, receiving a whine of protest from the cook.

'Patience Kelly' rubbing circles into her hips with a proud smirk.

'Funny that ya the one saying that' but she kept still, waiting for Claire to do something.

He repeated dipping in and withdrawing a couple more times, allowing her muscles to relax and each time he penetrated, Kelly would make a noise that was new to his ears, almost as if she was purring which caused his cock to twitch at the sound and his balls to tightened. Claire knew he couldn't hold back any longer and plunged deeply into her causing Kelly to yell in surprise from the sensation of deep pressure and burning within her. Claire groaned heavily as he was consumed by her hot and tight walls, and he pulled back slowly and entered deeply into her again, this position was indeed new and foreign, Claire could get deeper inside her and Kelly could feel his large phallus pulsating within her, fuelling her arousal.

Claire increased the pace of entering and exiting her, he felt his release coming but the tight sensations around his swollen cock were so pleasing he never wanted it to end. His speed increased again and his breathing became incredibly erratic, moaning through his teeth, slamming in and out of her with added vigour. Kelly couldn't hold her voice back and began a stream of moans and gasps, encouraging Claire to keep going, she didn't want it to end either.

'Yes! Mmm….just like that.'

'Ya like this, Kelly?' Claire asked between thrusts, but a breathy, loud erotic moan answered his question and he moved both hands to either side of her hips and continued to penetrate her deeply, adding more momentum. Kelly's back arched in the intense stimulation and she was catapulted in her climax, screaming Claire's name and he desperately tried not to explode as the sexy, erotic sounds shook through his cock but his balls suddenly tightened in exquisite pressure and he came with such force that he was blinded momentarily as his vision turned white, roaring incoherently. Exhausted and drained as Kelly was she still felt his semen shoot into her, it was hot and heavy, flooding her womb and she couldn't help but smirk at the fact that she made Claire orgasm so intensely. Claire collapsed on top of Kelly with a tired, but pleased look on his face, sandwiching her to the counter top. Kelly could feel his strong masculine heartbeat, and his hot breath caressing her face, both of them relishing in the afterglow of their passionate love making.

'That was….different….in a good way' Kelly murmured after a few minutes of calming down.

'Yeah…it was fun' Claire yawned, getting sleepy, exhausted since he was up all night killing people, and pleasing a certain, drugged up cook.

'I love you' Claire snuggling into the crook of her neck.

'….love you too' she whispered, a tint of red on her cheeks

'What's that?' Claire looked up again, planting a kiss on her soft cheek.

'Nothing, shall we sleep? I can't be asked to go to work in this state' denying that she ever said anything, and so Claire pulled out of her and against her protests carried her bridle style to the bedroom.

Yes they got married! :D but of course Kelly would hate a white wedding so they had a mini little reception thing but they are bounded together for life! :D
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